Just know that if you like my writing, it means my soul is bound to yours forever through shared emotion. Sorry.
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Just know that if you like my writing, it means my soul is bound to yours forever through shared emotion. Sorry.
My sin is that
I know exactly where you are coming from
I understand you better than most
I cannot hate you
For doing what I wish I could have done by your side
But that is my resentment
My jealous fears
A twisted and rotten perspective
Deep down
I am afraid to be alone
Deep down
You are all I've ever wanted
Don't forget me, please
Dearly Beloved
Behind my eyelids your image dances
Your smile encases me in warmth
Crimson is your color
You taste like red velvet, and lychee
Do you still see the stray you brought home in me?
Helpless and bloodied you took me home
Your arms, I learned to wrap myself in
Late night in the bathtub
Laughter and wine
Only when you looked away did I hear my heart break
Only when broken did I realize
How incredibly close I want to hold you
Thank you for choosing me
I will choose you again and again
Do my words make sense? Does poetry excite you?
I have so many answers for questions I'll never receive.
I am a very boring autobiography, yet I still sit on your shelf and hope that you will read me one day. I am waiting for you to reach for me.
I'm sorry that it hurts.
It shouldn't, I should be fine.
There's nothing wrong with it.
You are able to do as you please.
I'm sorry I'm like this.
One day it won't hurt so much.
"Yeah, but I try not to let it bother me!" - Me, who is so bothered by it I'm about to explode
It is in your absence that I take the most impact. Being unable to feel your head against my chest leaves a hole, like an arrow through my heart. I crave your warmth, your steady breathing. I wonder if you'll dream of me tonight. If you will feel the emptiness in your bed like I do. I hope you think of me, I hope in your dreams I am holding you in my arms.
Dark is the Night
We both have Ice hearts
Walk with me as we push our hearts together
Let us watch as they melt
Or watch as they become stuck against one
another as we endure this cold world as one.
No more explanations. No more pandering to the weasels lapping up milk at the bottom of the drawer. I open the drawer and there is a beer bottle. Unopened. Spilling nothing and yet spilling everything. How on Earth could I be the kind of person that stores a beer bottle in my sock drawer? As if, what, exactly? It’s impossible to know what my illicit purposes were, but surely they were illicit.
June 3, 1938 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941) originally published: 1953
As vast at the sky,
As deep as the ocean,
As hot as the sun,
As cold as the body you left to rot.
“But I would never kiss anyone who doesn’t burn me like the sun.”
— Jens Lekman, “And I Remember Every Kiss,“ Album: Night Falls Over Kortedala
"Place Your Stamp ...", Vahan Teryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
Intimacy is not just physical. To crave a persons presence and energy rather than just their body is the purest form of intimacy.